Ashen

(Chapter One)

  Barking, licking, a weird but good feeling of some sort on a boy's leg as he lay unconscious on the smooth, greenie grass. The boy is able to open his eyes slightly, nothing more, nothing less. He is able to see a white substance up close, as well as a few tall and green things.

'Most likely a tree,' he thought. 'But what about the...' He was cut off by a sudden drowsiness that suddenly hit him as if it was a truck that rammed into his body.

  Growling, pain, numbness. More things he feels, but cannot see. He regains most of his consciousness, attempting to stay awake this time. His eyes were a lot less blurry when making out the picture this time around, allowing him to look around for a good minute. Then his attention averted to the white being on his lap. It noticed that the boy awoken, and looked at him with a compelling passion that only a loved one would show. Knowing this, the boy stared the dog down, trying to recollect anything, just anything, that would snap something off in his head.

  "A fox.." He said to himself. A fox with eggshell white fur. There was no denying it, in the boy's brain, whatever it was, told him that something about this fox is.. connected to the boy. Then, it hit him.

  "Ollie!"

  The fox laying on his lap sprouted up in joy, licking his face immensely. The boy tried defending himself from the wet licks of his one and only fox, but he couldn't stop the onslaught brought upon him. Not to mention most of his body was numb.

  "Haha, stop it, stop it! The whole gang can se-"

  Just then, something else small went off. The group. He had forgotten all about them. The boy looked at the ground and the trees for any kind of mark. Nothing. He tries to get up, but even if his arm supported his body enough to push up, his legs wouldn't. They were out cold, as if they weren't even there.

  Ollie, looking like he read his mind, got off his legs and sat down.

  "What do you want me to do, grab your tail?"

    Ollie looked at him and waved his tail, then sat down again. 'Damn, he's serious..?' The boy hesitated for a moment, but eventually obliged. The egg- colored fox dashed like a super hero comic books, racing to whatever destination it's going taking the boy to.

  'oh yeah..' He said, forgetting how light Ollie is on it's feet.